Sage

Chapter 5. Such a wh*re

A/N: don't mind the lizard.
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"No", he says without giving any second thought to his words.

Or should I say 'a word'?

I could feel my face drop and a dark, gloomy cloud of sadness and depression ride over my head. Oh such sorrow.

I drop my eyes to the marble counter, not wanting to look at Bubbles anymore. He's so rude.

:( (practically my face rn) .

I rest my head on the cold marble counter, which somewhat cooled my warm face. I drew small imaginary doodles with my pointer finger, along the patterns of the marble, looking nowhere in particular. I don't wanna be here anymore.

As I continued to drown in my puddle of sorrow, I heard a low chuckle from my neighborhood seat. I turned my face, which still lay flat on the counter to look at Bubbles who had his gaze fixed at me. It felt like his green eyes could stare right inside of me. Like he knows every part of me. Every thought that surrounds my mind.
I suddenly felt so vulnerable in his presence.

Like I was that baby rabbit who's about to get hunted by the black panther, so vulnerable that it doesn't know what to do but to serve what the predator wants.

He stared at me for awhile, with his strong gaze, which continued to make me feel somewhat uneasy. He opened his mouth to say something but decided otherwise, he looked down at his hands, just rubbing them together.

Is he cold?

After somewhat silence, like those in the movie before the female lead makes her decision, which has the whole audience on the edge of the damn seat. I am that audience right now. He hesitates before saying,

BAM!

No he didn't say BAM.

Actually a girl 'accidentally', lost her footing and fell on top of Bubbles, leaving him no choice but to leave what he was saying and help the girl up.

So accidental. I definitely saw her eyeing him a solid 10 minutes ago.

"Sawwrryyyy", she draws in a fit of giggles as she tries to straighten herself before acting like she hurt her ankle and falling straight on his lap. Ew.

" It's alright, here get up." Oh so it speaks huh? I thought narrowing my eyes.

I sit there awkardly, hands fiddling over my lap as he tries to help the blond girlie up. I could just see it in her gaze that she was drooling to hook up with this mafia looking guy. Such a wh*re.

She was somewhat my age, with dusty blond hair. She had a hot pink piece of clothing on which didn't left much to imagination. Her breasts were literally pouring out of her dress. She had applied a matt dark pink lipstick which stained her front teeth as she tried to hide it by placing her hand over her mouth while giggling uncontrollably as she complimented Bubbles of his tattoos. And also her foundation was thicker than the plastic of Paris.

She eyed him oggly as she brought her index finger up to drag it along his collar bone. Which made Bubbles jerk backward from her touch. Disgust written all over his face. Okay now I'm pissed. I have to go home, I can't just sit here and watch them make out.

And then I was acting before thinking. I reached forward smacking her bony hand away. As I glared daggers into her blue eyes.

"Ugh, can't you see I'm busy, shoo", she says making an irritated face, popping her bottom lip forward.

" I'm his girlfriend, now go away or I have to call the security and get your sorry ass out", I warn her as I scoot over to Bubbles putting a firm hand on his arm without looking, getting protective over him.